Sunday, March 18, 2007

"Aling Tessie"

She’s been here since God knows when. Hmmm, maybe around 10. ..or 15 years ago to be exact, I wouldn’t really know. She was with us for as long as I can remember. Aling Tessie, or Tesi as we call her, has been working as our house help ever since I was a kid. She actually saw me grew up to be a man and practically knew me half of my life.

When I was a kid, I remembered playing pranks on her whenever she’s working:

Riiiiiing! Riiiiing!
Me: “hiluu, pwidi makipag-pumpal?!?
Tesi: “Uhhh.. sigi..
(Then I’d be laughing my ass off)

Or, I would turn off the lights when she’s cleaning the bathroom:

Click!
(I would hide inside the closet)
Tesi: “Sinu naman nagpatay ng ilaw? Nakakahilu! Alan! Buwang ka!

..And scare the crap out of her:


Me: "Tesssssiiiiiiiiii putooo, pambili ng putooo!! limang pisooo!!!"
Tesi: "Ay bayag, Utis!! Anak ng kabayo!! Ehek!! Buwang ka!"

Plus, she has these three great alibis that she uses until now if she’s late or will be absent for work. For some reason, it always worked for her.


First would be that someone had died:
Namatay yung kapitbahay namin, nasagasaan ng trin.
Namatay yung tiyahin ku.” (She had a lot of dead aunts, believe me.)

Second was, her husband and their son was drunk and killed each other:
Lasing ang mag-ama, muntikan nang magsaksakan, nadamay nga aku..
Itong si Lando, Lasing na naman nung umuwi eh pinigilan ko ang ama, baka buntalin!

And the third one would be that one of her five (or six I think) kids was in the hospital, suffering from an unknown, incurable disease.

She’d also use these excuses right after getting her salary at the middle and end of the month.

Aling Tessie won’t follow any of my requests anymore. She would pretend that she didn’t hear me whenever I ask her to do something. And, even if she does, she would simply say, “Gawin mo mag-isa mo. Ikaw nakaisip eh!

-which is fine. Because she is, after all, part of the family.

Hababerdi Tesi, and more berdis to come.

Thursday, March 08, 2007

Uhugin

Hindi ko mawari kung kailan at hindi ko malaman kung paano. Isang araw, bumahin na lang ako, Sinipon, inuhog at dumami ang kulangot. Hindi ko alam kung saan nagsimula pero ganun na talaga eh. Nasa elementarya pa lamang yata ako noon ay parang gripo na ang ilong ko.

Hindi ako marunong suminga noon. Nandidiri ako sa aking sariling sipon. Malabnaw, malagkit at maalat. Oo, natikman ko na ang aking sariling sipon. Aminin mo, kahit ikaw siguro nung bata ka, kumakayat din ang uhog mo sa dau (daanan nang uhog sa pagitan ng ilong at bibig) Hindi ako makapag-laro ng maayos at makakain ng maayos dahil tumutulo ang aking uhog. Mahirap matulog pag may sipon. Bumabara sa ilong. Hindi ako makahinga. Kailangan ko pang mahiga ng patagilid para mawala ang bara sa isang butas. Tapos halin-hinan na sila.

Ngayon, beinte-dos anyos na ako. Walang pinagbago. Pero marunong na ako suminga. Minsan may dugo pa ngang kasama. Mahirap magtrabaho at mag-aral dahil sa sipon. Mas grabe pa nga yata ngayon dahil mabahin lang ako ng isa sa umaga, buong araw na siyang mag-rerebolusyon. Corrosive na din yata ang sipon ko dahil nabubutas na yung panyo ko kaka-punas. Wala din tutsang na tumutubo sa loob ng ilong ko. May duktor na nga na nagsabi sa akin kung anong gamot ang bibilhin ko para sa sipon kaso, hindi pa ako nakakabili. Wala pa kasing pera na ganung kalaki eh. Minsan nga gusto ko na ipaputol ang ilong ko dahil nakakadesperado ang kalagayan ko.

Pero wag na lang. Mas mahirap yata mabuhay ng walang ilong.

*sniff* *sniff*